The End

Vast silent darkness envelopes me. Why?
Why is this happening? I was content.
Happy with my life. But joy is a lie,
A smiling fraud, and now entirely spent.

My whole life I have anticipated
The moment my breath would be stolen away
All heartbeats, completely dissipated
And my consciousness would no longer stay.

The eternal nightmare of so-called “Death”
Constantly haunting me until I stall,
Life violently ripping away my breath,
Eyelids closing, ready to end it all.

“You’ll live.” my mother’s words stay in my mind.
She was always there for me . . . always . . . kind . . .